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All Right, You Bitches…

It seems some folk come here, just for me being nasty. Since I can’t help myself, that’s about as pitiful as setting up a strobe light on the sidewalk, and waiting for some unfortunate epileptic to come along and spaz out.

Hey! Sometimes I think! And, like, have an opinion…about stuff…

Dudes/ettes…it just don’t matter. Rent a storage unit, and put 55 gallon drums full of fuel, ammo, and batteries…and other stuff that it is going to be difficult to get ahold of when civilization falls…